That afternoon, there was another small uproar in Qiaotou Village. Mr. Zhang came, not with a burly man, but with two small followers.
Seeing Mr. Zhang walking towards Haitang Dyeing House, the mute girl was the first to see Mr. Zhang in the yard, so she returned to the house and hurried to look for Haitang.
She didn't know why Mr. Zhang came here, let alone whether it had something to do with her. She was living happily here these days, and the mute girl was very afraid that she would return to the Zhang Mansion.
Haitang could already see the worry and anxiety in the mute girl's expression.
"If you don't dislike it, you can live in Haitang Dyeing House and dye with me for the rest of your life. I said, no one can take you away from now on." Haitang gave the mute girl a reassurance.
Mr. Zhang has already entered the hospital, and the mute girl is hiding in the house, not wanting to see him.
Begonia and Wintersweet had no choice but to come out to welcome the guests.
Tian Niu was collecting cloth outside at this time, and she didn't know that Mr. Zhang was coming.
"Mr. Zhang, I know what you are here for today?" Lamei stepped forward and said.
"When did the winter plum girl have the ability to predict the future? Let me tell you." Mr. Zhang smiled and said, even in a place like this, surrounded by fertile fields, no attics, no high-rise courtyards, no silk and bamboo calligraphy and painting, there is no trace of it.
Not diminishing his graceful demeanor.
"You must have known that we dyed light blue and came here to buy cloth, right?" Lamei said.
"Hahaha, do you think I am a grown man, like a daughter who is obsessed with clothes and jewelry? Although I can't hide my character no matter what color I wear, Miss Lamei, you guessed wrong this time."
Mr. Zhang smiled.
"It's good to boast." Wintersweet said.
"I'm here to pay off my debt this time. I said at the beginning that I would pay you two trolleys. Look, I won't bring them here." Mr. Zhang waved his hand, and the two trolleys behind him were placed in the dyeing workshop.
In the yard.
Lamei didn't expect that the young master would still remember this incident. He was only half-joking at the beginning.
However, I was a little disappointed. I originally thought Mr. Zhang was using this cart to push cloth, but I didn’t expect it was to deliver the cart. The cloth in the house has been dyed a lot. Except for the four wives of the county magistrate who bought some, it hasn’t opened yet.
, I have been busy these past few days and have not gone to the county town to sell.
"What? Does Miss Lamei dislike me for being late in delivering the car, or is there another reason?" Mr. Zhang didn't jump up for joy when he saw her. This girl had a clear sense of love and hate, and was happy, but something was wrong in front of her.
"How are you doing, Master?" Of course Haitang understands Lamei's thoughts, but she doesn't want to embarrass Mr. Zhang. Of course she can come to Haitang Dyeing House even if she doesn't want to buy cloth. It doesn't matter if she just has tea and chats.
Therefore, Haitang changed the topic.
"The day after the birthday banquet, the prince and the princess went back to the capital. If they want to meet again, they have to wait another year..." Mr. Zhang looked into the distance, his thoughts drifting away...
That's exactly the direction of the capital.
"If you are serious, young master, why don't you go to Beijing to obtain fame and win the heart of a beautiful woman in exchange for it?" Bai Haitang said.
"If that happens, if I gain fame and love, I'm afraid I won't be who I am anymore, and I'm even more afraid that I won't be able to get back to who I am now." Mr. Zhang said.
"Young Master has deep love, but is in a dilemma." Haitang said.
"A heart of ice awaits the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch?" The young master sighed in self-pity.
Lamei was confused after hearing this. It was a good thing to get a degree, but why was he afraid of this and that? He was talking in a roundabout way. There was no moon in the broad daylight, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he made two pots of chrysanthemum tea and served it.